“Three months ago, I started seeing a nice guy. He has potential. But I feared he’d go the way so many had: dating for a while, then moving on. This time I was determined to at least try to get something of what I want, so I did what I never thought I’d do. I lied when he asked if I was taking birth control.“

As far as i’m concerned this is as bad as rape. I also understand it’s more common than feminists would have us believe.

I’ve already written about one of my friends being OOOPSIE’d HERE.. and last night my girlfriend told me about how one of her friends a long time ago confided in her that her friend stopped taking her pills while telling her partner she was on the pill – resulting in an ‘accident’. The woman has never fessed up to the hubby to this day.

I’m willing to bet there are others out there that have similar stories to tell, so for this post i’m asking something different of my commenters. I don’t want to see a round of ‘women are whores’ or ‘sideways’ comments. I want this post to spread far and wide in the hopes that lurkers de-lurk just to write about genuine stories they are 100% certain about that they either heard of, or heard from a 3rd party (like my gf) who is absolutely in the know about such an incident. No intimate details or names required, just the basics of who in relation to who told you, how the plan went down, did she go through with it and if she did, did her partner ever find out. Simple shit.

Use a pseudo-name, remain anonymous, sign up for a throw away webmail account – i don’t care. Just de-lurk if you have a similar story to share and jot it down. I wan’t to see how many comments this post unearths. Sign off with your city/state/prov if possible.

Somewhere, a long time ago.. evolution must have done it’s dirty business of instilling in men an innate need to come running to a woman’s aid and protect her special reproductive system from harm when they heard the distinct sounds of high pitched crying and screaming emanating from a woman’s mouth during a time of duress.

Men too probably evolved that instinct in part because those that answered the call probably earned particular favor by rescuing the woman in duress and was thus rewarded for his risk taking and potential injury in coming to her aid by becoming his sexual partner/mate. He showed he could protect.

I guess that was a good way of working things out back in the days of the Flintstones.. but today, the landscape is a little different.

Women’s reproduction (and humanities survival) is in no ready danger from any cataclysm. And women’s fight for equality has lessened the desire of many men to risk anything for a strange woman (Costsa Concordia) and only provide immediate aid/assistance towards females who are immediate family/close friends/kin. Going back to the original tribe.. the family unit.

Yet there are some men who still believe that coming to the aid of screeching women will win them favor among women and open up access to sex. The White Knight makes it his life goal to come to the rescue of any damsel making that familiar high pitched shrieking. And most women innately know this and will try to gain advantage of it.

And it didn’t work out quite as expected in Hamilton recently.

I have to laugh.. this is thoroughly entertaining to watch.

What we see is a woman who broke the law and is in the process of being arrested.

Now, i’m no fan of the police most of the time, but one thing i do know is that they are duly authorized to place people under arrest and detain them. Whether right or wrong, once you are under arrest, that’s it. You don’t argue, you don’t object, you don’t resist. You call your lawyer and you make him go after the police if you feel the arrest is unwarranted. You want to extract a little payback.. you do it from within the system. But as i said, if you resist arrest, you pretty much ask to get everything that ends up happening

And in my opinion, these officers dealing with the woman are to be commended for the kid gloves they used to subdue her, and are earning the praise of all those who commented on the Youtube viral video and media articles like this one here.

Now we’ve been around the block on this one a bunch of times, about the bullshit that’s pumped out by the lamestream about how important it is for men to marryIF they want less stress, health benefits, yada yada… you can just smell the drizzling of diarrhetic bullshit being sprayed from the back of this particularly sick and angry female cow. The whole MGTOW movement and the reciprocal banshee howls of the late 30’s women echoing over the night sky like the sound of a train horn carries on a rainy night are a testament to that bullshit. The good Captain quite effectively showed just how much fecal matter was ejected to build up this trope of men requiring women for longevity. If anything brings stress to a man’s life.. it’s usually having to deal with finding, then trying to keep a woman. And the stress goes through the roof if he fails to keep the women, along with most of his assets and children.

My own personal anecdote is that there is truth to the health benefits of pairing up.. but it’s quite overstated and the costs vastly underestimated. My personal tale was that of someone miserable and unwell until i banged a few strippers, which brought me to a heightened state of confidence but un-fulfillment. Hooking up with and getting engaged to my wife was my chicken soup for the soul moment and i will tell you, in the 3 years we were together, i think i maybe had one sore throat. I didn’t call in sick once. I remember one time she was getting over a really nasty flu and she sounded terrible, voice all raspy and fucked up, but she wanted to get frisky. I pounded the living daylights out of her, swapping spit and fluids like it was going out of style. And my immune system went beastmode on every bacteria or virus that tried to get into me. Hell, i felt like Superman.

But of course, there’s that moment the study doesn’t talk about. You know.. the one where after 2 months of marriage counselling and seeing the life you built about to be taken apart brick by brick, and you didn’t even kiss your wife on New Years because the two of you aren’t talking and you know your marriage is now a lie? Yeah.. good ol’ January, the month of breakups and divorce. Two days after the new year started i got hit with a fever of 39.5 degrees Celsius that came and went 5 times over the course of two days. Then there were all the colds and malaise i developed over the course of 3 months while sleeping at my moms place wondering if anyone was fucking my ex back in MY condo where i let her stay because my beta ass couldn’t just kick her out. Or all the stress i endured cancelling credit cards and bank accounts, insurance policies on homes and cars and dealing with real estate brokers and lawyers to make sure i gave my ex more than i thought she was entitled to in hopes she wouldn’t take my ass to court. Bargaining under the shadow of the law they call it.

Yea… you know what. My cheap rent, paid off car, healthy credit rating, beer money and xbox are doing my health wonders. Is it as great as the 3 years i had with wifey? Hard to say. Physically i’m stronger and better looking than ever, healthier over all, with all the time to exercise that i require. I’m not in a stressful rat race to accumulate things to keep up with the jones’s. Would the addition of a nice warm body to lay with at night be better? A woman who will smile a precious smile and laugh like a bubbly teenager to one of my witty retorts? Obviously. But at what price is it worth to have? And at what cost is it worth to lock in for the long haul when the risk is so high? As Roosh would say.. just rent until the cost jacks up, and find a new place.

Sad? Yes… but i didn’t bring this on myself. Hence why it’s easier for me as MGMOW to be alone. Tougher when you’re a kid, easier when you’re in your prime years and not dependent upon the almighty pussy. It has no power over me.

Here’s what a lot of women need to grasp here. I’m going to use the recent NHL lockout as a metaphor here.

[EDIT: with so much new traffic, i thought i’d give the Sphere some advertising. www.manosphere.com ]

[EDIT 2: For anyone new coming here from The Daily Dot, Reddit, Ask Men or anywhere else. Once you are finished reading this piece (due to the interest since the Elliot Rogers murders) and you get all your feathers ruffled about the ‘feelings’ section, please head over HERE for understanding the proper context lest you get your panties in a bunch. If you assume the language was written as intent rather than contextualizing what would be required to have women stripped of their natural biological advantage of being noticed solely for the fact they are female – then i can’t help you or you comprehension skills. peace the fuck out]

November 17, 2012. enough is enough. i warned y’all it might get depressing. here goes. don’t worry, it ends well. i think.

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In honor of my 10,000th view.. i’m going to publish what i consider the hardest post i’ve ever written. But it needs to be written, for i may be an extreme, i know i’m not alone. This isn’t written for the PUA or the Alpha or the Pussy Slayer™. This is written for you, the one without hope.. to know there is hope and you can get better.

Thanks for the hits guys! Snapshot taken 07/09/12 at 2:33 pm after 3 weeks on the interwebz.

[actually no.. i’ve crossed 50k. that’s how long i’ve been holding onto this draft, terrified of letting it go. but i saw a comment today that finally let me pull the trigger.]

It is so Very hard to hit that PUBLISH button.

Writing this post is a source of *shame* for me. It’s been sitting in my drafts for about 2 weeks [edit: 5+ months actually]…

But at this point in my life having endured what i have, it does not trouble me putting it out in the sphere. I am sure i am not alone in this and that this post will actually help someone out there. Some of you may relate. Women hopefully may finally understand where my anger and cynicism stems from.

So i’ve decided to unleash it. [about time?]

Firstly, before you continue, please go read THIS POST. [Edit Apr.30,2014: Due to the explosion of traffic from AskMen, I have noticed this post is no longer available, so i will instead invite you to go read THIS POST instead] No offense to the author, my past wasn’t her fault.. but it struck the usual nerve with me. You need to read posts like this to let the feeling of inequality fill you up.

Welcome back..

When i read it or stories like it, these are the THINGS I FEEL (and yes, i know ‘feelings’ are the domain of a woman)

When i hear a woman tell me that she’s gone through a dry spell and not had sex in over X weeks/ months.. i feel like putting my fist through her face.

When i hear a woman tell me that she feels ugly or unloved or unwanted because her partner hasn’t touched her in over 6 months, i feel like laughing loudly 3 inches from her face.

When i hear a woman tell me that she just picked up a random guy for a night of fun because she was lonely, i feel like i’m glad i don’t own a gun.

When i hear a woman tell me that i shouldn’t feel bad about having gone without for so long, after all it’s only just sex, i feel like disfiguring her face with a scalpel.

Nature’s cruel joke and cosmic irony in one. I as a man, biologically driven365 days a year to ejaculate and produce sperm as often as possible, and having the drive and desire to want it every waning moment, who is villified for this natural urge and made to feel ashamed of my sexuality, control it and subdue it to conform to the feminine imperative… have to listen to women, who in their solipsism cannot fathom the ordeal of what i’m about to write about, women who biologically ovulate and desire sex rather infrequently compared to men, talk about, no celebrate their sexuality, their urges and desires.. and lament their short dry spells as if the world were coming to an end. They can never understand what a power differential there is in these urges.

Women can say they love sex just as much as men. I would call BS. Until there is a glut of male prostitutes, male escorts, male rub n tugs for female patrons, a demand for male sex workers and strippers i’ll say nay. Unless they’re all having alpha sex on the side perhaps? Or will touching themselves to 50 shades suffice? At least mommy porn is culturally acceptable. Women DO NOT need sex like men do.. otherwise the sphere would not exist.

Anyways.. back to my pitiful former life.

I have no pictures of myself from a time period stretching from high school to my late 20’s, save for some randoms others might have taken of me. I have no memories or recollections of my time in high school. I have no stories of parties, girlfriends or wild flings. It’s a time period i wiped from my mind, much like PTSD. The only way i can recall it is if i sit down and think really hard about it. I rarely do because i don’t like feeling like shit for the hell of it.

I was that beta/omega/zeta. I let myself get LJBF‘ed on multiple occasions being that ‘nice guy’ that male hating cunt Amanda Marcotte despises. I played by the rules as handed down to me by the feminine authorities on what women would look for and appreciate in a man. I was asked to believe what they said, not what they did. ‘Just be yourself‘ (your nice beta supplicating self) was the golden code.

Feminists are pissed off once more at ‘teh Menz’ blatant misogyny in creating an iPhone APP of topless girls to be sold on iTunes with proceeds going towards Prostate Cancer research. They’re horrified over the fact that innocent young women are being used solely for their boobage to raise funds for a cause that has little to no impact on women! They’re indignant over the fact that boobs are being used to raise awareness for something other than boobs of all things!

The video on the website promoting the app shows women in various ‘roleplay‘ outfits and varying states of undress, seductive poses and heavy sexual innuendo with them handling props and toys mimicking parts of the male body. Each of the women seductively suggests to the men to get regular prostate checkups to maintain their health and keep all their working parts in order.

It’s Facebook page went viral and got 2.5 million views in the first week alone — the campaign is back with more running off it’s slogan “hot, shirtless women talking about the importance of early detection for ‘keeping it up’.”

Not the website, but i thought you’d enjoy nonetheless.

Women’s groups are furious that women are being used in such a blatantly sexually suggestive manner, to an app that can be accessed by anyone on iTunes. They state emphatically that this app sends a clear message to men that:

“…women are solely toys to be used, ogled and treated in a sexual manner at a moments notice, the amount of time required to turn on your phone. Men have always had access to porn, but now it’s gone mainstream and this vulgar display of objectification is now accepted in the name of Cancer awareness! Women are more than just sexually dressed up caricatures to be drooled over by men and the Cancer Society should know better!”

The Cancer Society of Canada has not responded to the comments yet. Full story link below.

Sluts are making the news again in the manosphere.. but not for their ease of spreadability, rather their realization and confirmation of their fears that maybe.. just maybe.. being a slut was not the best vocational choice and may actually work against you if you try and marry?

I haven’t met her, but i have it on good authority this is a very close approximation of what Ms. Dirty looks like.

Ms. Dirty questions a poll conducted by AskMen as to what they consider to be a ‘promiscuous’ number of men for a woman to have slept with. She probably would have had to sit down from the shock of the answer if she wasn’t so afraid of her stretched out labial lips creating a suction cup to the seat thus rendering her immobile.

From her post, sunshinemary’s comments in bold.

Survey on AskMen. The stats accumulated by the over 7,000 participants shocked me. According to those surveyed, a woman is considered promiscuous at her 5th partner. That’s right, 5thpartner! Now, I am not sure about the rest of you but I found this number to be shockingly low, especially as a woman nearly 40…

…Perhaps the reason I found this survey’s results shocking was because I had reached my 5th partner by the end of high school! [She’s jest a girl who cain’t say no.] I enjoyed my youth, my sexuality and my single-dom. After my divorce, I picked up where I left off…

…Does that make me promiscuous? [Is water wet?] According to the men surveyed by AskMen, it does…

…After reading I had 5 partners by the time I graduated from high school, did you look at me differently? What if I told you that I, a nearly 40 year old woman, have been with 15 men? 20? 50? [I’d call you a circus pony.]…

There appears to be conflicting information as it now appears Ms. Dirty looks more like this.